How can I move any place but take one step at a time and move forward on this horrific journey?
The relentless puking every day has given some peace…until…I remember once again the act’s of betrayal and unending excuses.
I hang my head low in my horse paddock and wretch with dry heaves’ until I am nearly too weak to stand.
I shovel horse shit into manure bucket’s with such anger.
I am tired.
And…through this walk of absolute betrayal of lies’ and dishonesty I am finding my voice.
I never deserved to be abandoned or treated and thrown away.
I was devoted, committed and in “this” for the long haul.
YOU left me.
And now, as my puking subsides, and my need to fold myself up in a blanket and cry for hour’s on end…
I am finding my voice.
I am finding my power.
I am finding my strength.
You don’t deserve me.
I am far more worthy than your lies and excuses.
You are a cheap son of a bitch.
Your egocentric thinking justified your affair…with someone forty year’s younger than you.
YOU are the weak one.